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The Dynasty: Roc La Familia 2000


Artist: Jay-z
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 5
Year: 2000

Soon You'll Understand Lyrics - The Dynasty: Roc La Familia 2000 - Jay-z

[Jay-Z] 

Mmm, you don't understand now be.cause you're cryin, and you hurt 

You'll understand soon enough. soon enough 

[Singer overlaps Jay-Z] 

Let him hold you, let him touch you 

Soon you'll understand 

[Jay-Z] 

You're my best friend's sister, grown woman and all 

But you see how I am around girls; I ruin 'em all 

Plus your mom call me son, around you since I was small 

Shit I watched you mature - nah, this ain't right 

But still when your boyfriend ditched you, life's a bitch you cried 

Over my right shoulder I told you to wipe your eyes 

Take your time when you likin a guy 

Cause if he sense that your feelings too intense, it's pimp or die 

I bought you earrings on your birthday 

Drove you to college your first day 

It must be sad, though it hurts to say 

We could never be a item, don't even like him 

You deserve better - this is ugly; Gina, please don't love me 

There's better guys out there other than me 

{You need a lawyer or a doctor or somebody like that you know} 

Like a lawyer or a doctor with a Ph.D 

Think of how upset your mother and brother would be 

if they found that you was huggin me 

My conscience is fuckin with me 

[Singer] 

Let him hold you, let him touch you 

Soon you'll understand 

[Jay-Z] 

Man, I look in the eyes of a. 

this. a kid that stole life and me together. 

We're tryin, really tryin to make it work 

I'm young, and I ain't ready, and I told you 

[Singer overlaps Jay-Z] 

Let him hold you, let him touch you 

Soon you'll understand 

[Jay-Z] 

It ain't like, I ain't tell you from day one, I ain't shit 

When it comes to relationships, I don't have the patience 

Now it's too late, we got a little life together 

and in my mind I really want you to be my wife forever 

But in the physical it's like I'ma be trife forever 

A different girl every night forever; told you to leave 

 

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no matter what despite all the fuckin and the cheatin, 

you still won't leave him, now you're grievin 

And I feel bad, believe me 

But I'm young and I ain't ready, and this ain't easy 

Wasn't fair to tell you to wait, so I told you to skate 

You chose not to, now look at the shit we gotta go through 

Don't wanna fight, don't wanna fuss, you the mother of my baby 

I don't want you to hate me, this is about us 

Rather me; I ain't ready to be what you want me to be 

Because I love you, I want you to leave, please 

[Singer] 

Let him hold you, let him touch you 

Soon you'll understand 

[Jay-Z] 

Mm... listen ma 

I mean, I seen you workin two or three jobs 

Daddy left... I I thought I was makin things better 

I made it worse 

[Singer overlaps Jay-Z] 

Let him hold you, let him touch you 

Soon you'll understand 

[Jay-Z] 

Dear ma, I'm in the cell, lonely as hell 

Writin this scribe, thinkin bout how you must feel inside 

You tried to teach me better, but I refused to grow 

God damn I ain't the young man that you used to know 

You said the street claim lives, but I wanted things like 

bling bling ice I was wrong in hindsight 

Shit we grew apart, try to blame it on your new spouse 

I know it hurt like hell the day you kicked me out 

But your house is your house, I ain't respect the rules 

I brought crack past your door, beefed with rival crews 

And who wants to be the mother of a son who sold drugs 

Co-workers saw me on the corner slingin Larry Love 

Meanwhile, you workin hard like, two or three jobs 

Tryin to feed me and my siblings, makin an honest livin 

Who am I kiddin I, call myself easin the load 

I made the load heavy, I need money for commissary 

Try to understand, please 

[Singer - repeat all 6X until fade] 

Let him hold you, let him touch you 

 

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